Monday, August 29, 2011

Cherishing those little details

We've always been very proud of Sofia and her language skills (come on, she talks about food going down her esophagus). I get the biggest kick out of sitting around and chit-chatting with her; watching her mimic adult tendencies. I love watching my little girl grow up this way.

But no matter how proud I am, no matter how much I love watching her grow up, I just know my heart is going to break a little the day she stops saying the following:

Ploby = probably
Bip, robop = bit, robot
Wery = very
Lellow, lell = yellow, yell
Free = three

Grow up, Sofia, just not too fast, please!

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Psychedelic conversations, part 2

There is no context to this conversation, this is literally how we jumped into things:

Sofia: That's the soft package we take on the airplane.

Me: Um, what?

Sofia: We take the soft package on the airplane and put it in the trash.

Me: Oh, I see (read: complete incomprehension). Then what?

Sofia: We put it in the trash, and when it comes out it's a beautiful butterfly!

Me: Wow.

Sofia: With a shell. And a ladybug.

I wish I could remember the conversation about the bubble who wants to be monkey king, but I've forgotten the pertinent parts. Because, you know, otherwise it wouldn't make any sense.

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Psychedelic toddler conversations

This whispered conversation just took place with Sofia. Why it was conducted in whispers I have no idea...

S: The volcano exploded so we are going on a Capri Sun vacation.

Me: That sounds like fun. How will we get there?

S: We'll drive there. In Mommy's car.

Me: OK. Will it take us a long time to get there?

S: Yeah, it will take us...like five minutes.

Me: What will we do when we get there?

S: We'll go see the waterfall, but we won't go under it. It's a new one.

Me: Then what will we do?

S: Go see the armadillo.

Riiiight. This is just one of many similar conversations. And I have to include her question the other day as we were walking and we were passed by two bicycles:

"Mommy, was that a peloton?"

Parenting is a lot of things, but it's never boring!